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"Their hearts, lost in thought, slowly tick away time. When we pass each other on the road, we listen to the rhythm of each other's breathing, and sense the way the other person is ticking away the moments."
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"God can only relate with us based on our level of knowledge."

"Every friend was once a stranger and if you know this, you have to understand that conversations are the beginning of connection."

"You and IThe starry sky Dancing in the night Talking all things life."

"The God that is nearest to you in the people around you is the real one you need."

"You may be born thousands of years from now, but over the boundaries of time I am sending you my love and wishing you a joyful and wonderful life."

"Distance is an outer phenomenon. In the inner world, everything is connected with love."

"When he smiles it's as if you'd just told him the first joke on earth."

"You can only see God when you notice people."

"He stirred my soul in the most subtle way and the story between us wrote itself."

"Everything becomes yours when you touch it with your love. You are connected to everything with your feelings."
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"Something will work out tomorrow, I thought. And if not, then tomorrow I'll do some thinking. Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on."

"I wasn't in love with her. And she didn't love me. For me the question of love was irrelevant. What I sought was the sense of being tossed about by some raging, savage force, in the midst of which lay something absolutely crucial. I had no idea what that was. But I wanted to thrust my hand right inside her body and touch it, whatever it was."

"It's just a feeling I have. What you see with your eyes is not necessarily real. My enemy is, among other things, the me inside me."

"When I write about a 15-year old, I jump, I return to the days when I was that age. It's like a time machine. I can remember everything. I can feel the wind. I can smell the air. Very actually. Very vividly."

"It seemed unreasonable, unfair, that a woman so young and beautiful should be so exhausted. Of course, it was neither unreasonable nor unfair. Exhaustion pays no mind to age and beauty. Like rain and earthquakes and hail and floods."

"But like a boat with a twisted rudder, I kept coming back to the same place. I wasn't going anywhere. I was myself, waiting on the shore for me to return. Was that so depressing?Who knows? Maybe that was 'despair.' What Turgenev called 'disillusionment.' Or Dostoyevsky, 'hell.' Or Somerset Maugham, 'reality.' Whatever the label, I figured it was me."
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